Snow days still astound me. Strangely as I should be used to them by now. But the world, or my world, shutting down due to weather is interesting. Because it means all plans are out the window. Not that I had that many plans for the day. But what I did have. Didn’t happen. Because … More some days are snow days
January. Is honestly the month I like the least. It represents, to me personally, beginnings and endings. I will not go into the details. I will not go through, year by year, and tell you why I feel this way. In actuality, it’s really all meshed together now in my mind. Some particular dates and … More be me
Conclusions abound this week. A realistic threshold as I launch into a new year. January is the harshest of months. And this particular one is on par. I have discovered that to achieve some of the things I’d like, I must stretch myself. I must self promote. What do I mean? Well, I want my … More self promote
Winter colors. Gray, white. A big silvery moon. The stark frigidness of the first day. Reminding me if I can step out today, I can any of the 364 to follow. Yet today, today I want to stay inside. Not hiding, per say. But certainly not venturing far. Inspiration is motivation. Which sounds like a … More inspire
A man came to my house today to look at a broken window. The plan is he will get back to me after the holidays about fixing it. It’s cracked. In need of repair. A small window. I am reminded, inside my head, of small windows. As in time. My daughter is currently home. As … More windows
As I consider Christmas, and what I’d give myself if I gave myself gifts, I consider grace. The word grace. Plain. Simple. New year. Resolutions. Goals. Thoughts as to what I want to change. The word, again, comes to my mind. Grace. Give myself grace. I am not perfect. I am a person. Over and … More grace
Expectant, I write. Not truly sure where to go. With my writing today. I realize the complexity of waiting. Not as simple as it seems because I grow impatient. Rather quickly. Wait here. Wait until tomorrow. Wait around and see. Just wait. Wait a minute. I’ve written about waiting before. But now, today, I am … More expectant
My forte this week is not sleeping. Friday morning, 3am, awake. Anxious with nothing exact to pin the anxiety to. Except uncertainty? Lots of “I wonder(s)”… This previous Sunday was unexpected. An opportunity to hear my son play his guitar and his girlfriend sing. So I took advantage, as this is a rarity. A church … More here to hear
I’m reminded experiences matter. Often, at least to me, more so than actual, physical things. Time with someone I care about. Time spent alone which enables me to process and grow. While I’m thankful, grateful, whatever word one might choose…for my house, car, shoes, food. Thankful for specific people who are much more important, obviously … More brevity matters not…sometimes
I spend a great deal of time thinking. Which does not mean I am necessarily any smarter, wiser, or better equipped than the person who does not spend a great deal of time thinking. It simply means…I think a lot. Something I consider, when I contemplate my existence, is who am I? Not necessarily in some … More who am I?
Upon a Sunny Day 